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Mermaid Parade

On Friday morning we packed up the car and we all headed up to Coney Island for the weekend. This would be Zoe's first Mermaid Parade as well as the first time that we spent a night in a hotel room with her. Needless to say, we were a bit nervous, but Zoe was excited to get into the room and unpack.



Even though the parade wasn't until Saturday, we figured we could drive over to Coney Island after we checked in to enjoy the boardwalk, the photobooth and maybe a little time on the beach. Zoe isn't a stranger to french fries, but she is most fond of ketchup, which we refer to as dip dip. To her, I think fries are just a means of eating ketchup.



Thankfully, unlike her father, she knows when she's had enough.



Unfortunately, like her father, sometimes she just makes goofy faces.



With her belly filled 90% with ketchup, we took Zoe past the Wonder Wheel and onto the boardwalk. Even there, you can see folks checking out the cute baby in the orange seersucker shorts.



Having burnt off lunch walking down tens of feet of boardwalk, Zoe was looking for another snack. She was up for trying something new. Lucky for her, there was a whole beach right in front of her with all the sand she could eat.



When she had her fill of sand, it was time to head back to the hotel. She went to sleep at her usual time, which was 7:30pm; however, Cheryl and I weren't prepared to go to bed just yet. That's when we stayed out in the hall way for a couple of hours eating dessert and having a few drinks to pass the time. We met some lovely people who passed through the hallway.

The next day was the parade. Zoe seemed to enjoy herself for the most part. She even got to get up close and meet some of the mermaids and a lobster lady.



Zoe proved to be even better than we could have hoped. I'm looking forward to our next trip. Also, don't forget to check out Zoe's set on Flickr. There are a bunch more pictures, like this gem.



I think she saw Elvis.

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